Matt Jenkins: Jenkins

Quotes 

• Jenkins : [Voiceover]  Over in aisle three we got Mike, Ellington's number one marauding skateboarder since the sixth grade. He could drink a Russian under the table, and once fought off twenty Yankees fans with a set of car keys. Funny story, actually.

• Jenkins : [Voiceover]  Pat is the lone mystical samurai of the grocery department. A guy who says it like it is and doesn't mind ruffling a few feathers while he's sayin' it.

• Jenkins : [Jenkins leading Joe on tour]  The single most important thing to remember about working here is this, and only this: if you screw up, blame it on the new guy, which is you, so I guess you're screwed.

  Madore : [Breaking glass offscreen]  Oh, that was Joe!

• Jenkins : [Lovestruck]  She called me Jenkins!

• Jenkins : You don't think we're gonna win this, do you?

  Deirdre Boyle : We could. All the guys in the 60s who made changes, civil rights, women's rights, stopped the draft, they were guys our age, and they stood up for what they believed in. All we have to do is realize that it's really, truly up to us. We have to be the ones to make them leave our town alone.

• Jenkins : I was talking to Deirdre at the town meeting, you know the one you guys were supposed to go to, and she said something that really stuck with me.

  Bob : What? I want to...

  Jenkins : No! I'm preemptively saying no to whatever you were going to say.

• Bob : Well it's either that or we talk about all the weapons we'd use in the zombie apocalypse.

  Timmy : Ooh, chainsaw in one hand, shotgun in the other.

  Jenkins : Oh God, not again!

  Newman : Like Beowulf, bare hands!

  Pat : [Calmly over the chaotic shouting]  You guys are not thinking realistically. You need a semi-automatic rifle, and a bludgeoning tool.

  Jenkins : God, not again.

  Timmy : Chainsaw. Shotgun.

  Madore : Chainsaws don't work.

  Timmy : Shotgun. Chainsaw.

  Madore : [Angrily shouts]  Chainsaws don't work!

  [Turns to Newman] 

  Madore : You stop it!

  Pat : My preference? Crowbar.

• Deirdre Boyle : Someone once said that sometimes it takes our best friends to tell us when we're screwing up, no matter how much we may not like it.

  Jenkins : [Skeptically]  Who said that?

  Deirdre Boyle : [Bracing herself]  Michael Moore on the French.

  Madore : I hate that guy.

  Pat : Everyone does.

• Bob : I always wanted to be the leader of a resistance movement.

  Jenkins : Who says you're the leader, asshole?

• Jenkins : Well, well, well, if it isn't my old friend the traffic counter.

  [Smashes traffic counter] 

• Jenkins : So, uh, you hear about those guys who've been screwing with the S-Mart? Really taking the town's interests into their own hands.

  Deirdre Boyle : Yeah but they're not accomplishing anything. All they're doing is stupid stuff that's not going to do anything to halt construction. It's... childish.

  Jenkins : Uh, yeah. Idiots.

• Jenkins : [voiceover]  To say that death hits hard in a small town is an understatement. The entire population goes into a sort of depressive state, and it feels as though life grinds to a near-halt. It was like Ellington itself, the very land, went into mourning, with a blanket of mist, like a natural veil that couldn't be lifted. It didn't seem fair, and maybe that was what hit me the most. How unfair it all was. For Joe, for Ellington, for the Supermarket, for all the people who worked there. But it didn't matter. Life isn't fair, and there's nothing you can do about it. Nothing. One of the most powerful effects was the way it made everyone so introspective. Made you think about what you've done, what you wanna do, what you'll be remembered for. What you'd miss. Sometimes it sickens me that it takes something like this for us all to take a step back and think.

• Jenkins : If this whole summer with the Supermarket has taught me anything, it's that the good things in life don't last as long as you want them to.

• Jenkins : This is the most serious thing to happen to our town ever and we're acting like a bunch of nine year olds!

  [tears down Madore's strategy map] 

  Madore : Hey! I paid for a whole box of crayons to make that!

  Jenkins : They've already brought the construction vehicles on the site. It's starting. Construction is starting guys! And once they lay the foundation there's no going back, no matter what. Even if we're able to somehow get them out of here forever, we're still gonna be stuck with a huge-ass slab of concrete where there used to be one of the greatest farms in New England.

  Pat : You think we're too late?

  Jenkins : No! We're not giving up! We have to do something before we're out of time. Something big, something important, something epic. Something to set them back until we can find a legitimate way to bring these sons of bitches down!

  Bob : You have a plan?

  Jenkins : No. Not yet. But we go tonight no matter what. And I think we can use a little more help.

  Madore : I'm all over it. Bring me everyone.

  Pat : What do you mean, everyone?

  Madore : [screams, deranged]  *Everyone!*

• Jenkins : Then we do this.

  Newman : Indeed, sir. A last charge of Matt Jenkins and his immortals.

  Pat : [lights cigarette]  I'm getting too old for this shit.

• Deirdre Boyle : Matt, I'm going back to college soon, I have a lot of things to take care of. What did you expect of me?

  [guiltily looks at a gobsmacked Jenkins] 

  Deirdre Boyle : I gotta go. We're heading to see a movie, and we're gonna miss the previews at this rate.

  Jenkins : What about fighting for Ellington? The Supermarket? Making a difference? Don't you want to...

  Deirdre Boyle : Matt... Did you really think we were gonna win?

• Mr. Wagner : I'm glad you came, Matt.

  Jenkins : This place meant a lot to me.

  Mr. Wagner : We had a good run. I'm going to miss it.

  Jenkins : Me too.

• [last lines] 

  Jenkins : [voiceover]  Now that it's gone, people will question its importance. But they won't understand. They won't remember the way it was.